Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

I thought about it, I don't know why, this thought is stronger than he thought, it seems that it is not just blood sucking...

Wen Chu's words made him a little surprised. When the words fell, desire was like a prairie fire. For a moment, he wanted to do something recklessly, but in the end, seeing this man's thin body, Still held back.

Lavel touched the corner of the page with his fingertips, the thin page was bent in a circle, he looked into Wen Chu's eyes.

"Why?" Ravel asked.

"Why?" Wen Chu asked back, "You've helped me so much, isn't it normal to suck some blood?"

Lavelle didn't know what to think: "So... is this a deal?"

Wen Chu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this person was thinking: "What's the deal? You help me and I help you. Friends help each other."

Lavelle's mood that was a little bit down just now floated up in an instant, his eyes lightly passed over Wen Chu's fair neck, and he pressed his heartbeat and said, "No need."

Since the last time he sucked Wen Chu's blood, the blood in the test tubes sent over usually seemed to have lost its smell. He was afraid that if he sucked it again, he would be even more unbearable and would never forget the smell.

Wen Chu didn't insist. Since Lavelle refused, it means that he can bear it.Pointing to two different numbers, he repeated what he had just said.

"Lu Yuan's writing is correct," Lavelle said, "this part of the book was compiled before signing the agreement. In the past, every agreement signed with humans was 20 years, and they wrote it directly according to the law. .”

"In the past, every time?" Wen Chu was a little surprised.

"Well, there have been many wars between humans and vampires, and every time the two sides signed an unfair agreement," Lavelle said, "it's like an endless cycle."

"Then why is it 30 years this time?"

"After each war, the technological level of human beings will go back a bit compared to before the war, but compared with the end of the last war, it has still developed." Lavelle said, "Humans want to completely end this situation , so we increased the intensity of compensation and bought ourselves an extra ten years of development time."

And the deadline for the last 30 years is coming soon. The time when he came to this world was too coincidental. Wen Chu stood up straight: "I have another question. Is it just because of the treaty that the blood race doesn't leave here?"

"No, because they can't get out." Lavelle said as he opened Lu Yuan's notebook and found the first page.

Wen Chu leaned over: "Are there any questions on this page?"

The distance between the two suddenly became much closer, and Wen Chu's side face filled his peripheral vision. When he leaned over, there seemed to be a faint fragrance, sweet but not greasy, and it dissipated as soon as it pierced the tip of his nose.

Lavelle's eyes focused on the point of his chin, and he looked away before Wen Chu realized something was wrong: "Look at the neck of the strange beast."

Only then did Wen Chu realize that there was a string of green necklaces hanging under the fur of the strange beast's neck. When he first looked at it, he focused his attention on the people around him, ignoring this detail.

No matter how long Wen Chu watched there, Lavel suffered for as long as he did.

The desire that had just been suppressed with difficulty began to move around again, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

Wen Chu didn't realize it, so he took a closer look and asked, "What is the function of this necklace?"

He looked at the other half of the painting, where the lying vampire was also wearing a necklace.

The sweetness seems to be stronger.

"...it lights up whenever a vampire gets close to the necklace," Lavelle said, "so it can be used to detect if a vampire is approaching."

"Then how many necklaces are there?" Wen Chu asked.

"only one."

Wen Chu thought for a while and asked, "Put it at the gate?"

If this necklace is placed at the gate, then it is very likely to be a power stone.

"Yes," Lavelle said, "during the agreement, once the necklace lights up, the human world will drop a powerful bomb/bomb here."

Wen Chu was taken aback for a moment, and asked: "Then this bomb/bomb can kill the blood race..."

"No," Lavelle said, "The body structure of the pure-blooded blood race is too strong, so it won't affect them much, but the deterrent power of this bomb is the highest peak that existing human technology can achieve."

"So the consequences of doing this will only be a loss for both sides. The palace of the blood race will be reduced to ashes, and the civilians of the blood race, some nobles, and the humans living here will die as a result. There will be no grass here, and the surrounding cities will also be greatly affected. .”

"Then the war continued," Wen Chu sighed, "and then reconciled again after a few years."

After asking the question, just as he was about to stand up, Lavelle suddenly pinched his chin, rubbed his fingertips on the skin, and seemed to lose sight of his neck.

"you……"

Lavelle came back to his senses when he heard his voice, immediately withdrew his hand, frowned and turned to the window, and gave a soft "tsk".

"Oh no," Wen Chu leaned against the corner of the table and laughed, "I feel uncomfortable when you bear it like this. Blood sucking by vampires is like human beings eating. As long as you control it, I don't think it's something to hate."

Lavelle looked at him, the man was leaning there, with a lazy temperament, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, bright eyes, a pale face under the pure black hair, he looked like a Vampire nobles.

What Wen Chu said broke through his cognition little by little. Lavelle refused to suck blood at first, one was because of his mother, and the other was that he still had half human blood in him, so when he drank blood, he always felt uneasy and felt Sucking blood is something only ferocious beasts do...

But at this moment, he couldn't figure out whether this matter was right, his mind was filled with desire, and it seemed that it wasn't just the desire to suck blood. After a while, he slowly closed his eyes: "Your body It’s too weak, if I suck blood, you will faint directly.”

"Then don't drink so much." Wen Chu glanced back, reached out and poked the tip of the pen standing upright, blood a little bigger than a bean came out from his fingertip, "How about a little drink?"

Lavelle looked at Wen Chu's fingertips, then glanced at him again, leaning forward slightly, his lips touched the blood beads lightly.

Wen Chu's body froze, and he finally realized that this posture was not quite right. He just watched Lavelle endure the pain and didn't think about it.

But Lavelle suddenly held his wrist tightly, raised his eyelids, and looked at him with his dark eyes, then opened his lips, and licked his tongue lightly on his fingertips.

Wen Chu closed his eyes, and the touch from his hands spread all the way, his whole body felt itchy, an inexplicable sense of shame hit his heart, red spread from the neck to the base of the ears, and then the whole face All red and transparent.

Countless shit flashed through his mind, he held his breath and tried his best not to think about anything.I don't know how long it took, but after the force on the wrist gradually loosened, Wen Chu immediately withdrew his hand, and the blood slashed across Lavelle's cheek.

He didn't take anything, he walked quickly, and ran away without looking back.

Lavelle reached out and wiped the blood on his face, put it in front of his eyes, rubbed his fingertips lightly, leaned back on the chair, looked at the back of someone who seemed to be fleeing, and smiled unconsciously.